"Today, Slushkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and are now ready to be apprenticed. From this day forth, until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Slushpaw." Briefly, Fishstar's gaze swept over the warriors, and then settled on one. "Tansyfoot will be your mentor. I trust she will make a fine warrior out of you."

Troutstep didn't want to, but out of respect for his leader... he attended the gathering. He sat next to his brother. He wasn't proud about his mother having more kits, but was proud that they could possibly have a strong family. If the rouge kits didn't ruin everything.